Dragon Slaying

Even in the span of just a dozen or so breaths, Xiao Yan felt his Dou Qi nearing exhaustion.

The consumption brought by using the Li Fire Great Formation to suppress the demonic dragon was unprecedentedly immense. Xiao Yan could even vaguely feel his fingertips beginning to prickle and go numb as his Dou Qi was rapidly drained away by the formation.

A bead of cold sweat slid down Xiao Yan's forehead. He drew a deep breath and struggled to maintain the Li Fire Great Formation restraining the demonic dragon.

Even so, the expenditure was still especially terrifying for Xiao Yan.

He hurriedly poured all the pills from the jade bottle into his mouth, swallowing countless of them.

Enormous amounts of Dou Qi surged wildly through his meridians. Had Xiao Yan's body not become sufficiently formidable by now, even a Dou Saint would have found it difficult to endure the sensation of such massive quantities of Dou Qi rampaging within his body.

After swallowing countless pills to restore his Dou Qi, Xiao Yan finally managed to sustain the terrifying drain caused by the Li Fire Great Formation.

At the same time, the hum of a sword being drawn echoed behind him.

Xiao Yan could not help but sigh in relief, though the Dou Qi within his body was still draining away at an astonishing rate.

As Xiao Yan's Dou Qi ran dry, the Li Fire Great Formation's seal over the demonic dragon was no longer as tight. Within the boiling sea of fire, the several-thousand-zhang Three-headed Demonic Dragon violently swung its tail, smashing vicious, conspicuous cracks into the formation around it.

"An ant trying to shake a tree. You overestimate yourself!"

The North Dragon King let out an earth-shaking sneer. Although the scales across his body had been scorched into